1999 changed his first job. The process was surprisingly smooth, and it took only two days from unemployment to entering a new position. I feel brand-new when I come to my new unit. The unit is a joint venture between the two companies, and the employees are newcomers like me. I quickly entered the role, and every day was full of happiness.
But the road to the workplace will not be smooth sailing. Two years ago, due to the disagreement between the general manager and the deputy general manager, the personnel of the company was divided into two factions, and several of our old employees were in a neutral state. Because I have been accompanying the company through ups and downs, I am very sad to see this situation, but I didn't expect it to be a bigger blow.
One morning, some strangers came to the company and announced that they would take over our work. The general manager announced that he had fired us for no reason, and even said that he could stay and tidy up if he didn't want to leave. In this way, we became victims of the power struggle and I lost my job.
The sudden nightmare made me feel helpless and confused. In the past, when I was working, my "beautiful" wish came true: I slept late at home, read books and watched TV every day, and I didn't have to run around on crowded buses ... I really didn't have to work, but I couldn't sleep when I woke up in the middle of the night.
Clean up the messy mood and start to go in and out of the talent network and job fairs. At first, I always felt that with my work experience and enthusiasm, it was not a problem to find another job. Facts tell me that we can't be blind and confident. Most of the resumes sent out on the internet are sinking into the sea. Some places that used to look very suitable seem to have suddenly fallen into thin air. After two months, I hit a wall repeatedly, and my confidence gradually dropped to zero. I don't even have a place to move in such a big Beijing.
One day, I read a short story on the Internet: a donkey fell into a dry well. The owner tried many ways to save it, but it never succeeded. In order to prevent similar tragedies from happening again, the owner decided to fill the well. When a shovel of earth fell, the donkey understood the danger and began to howl angrily. After a while, the donkey stopped barking, shook the soil scattered on his back off his feet and stood on it. Slowly, the well was filled, and the donkey jumped out of the well and ran away proudly.
I was greatly inspired by this short story. Don't be blinded by the immediate difficulties, only those who help themselves will help. After careful analysis, I decided to enrich my knowledge and skills. I took a short-term training exam and obtained a vocational qualification certificate. I intend to study for a long time to maintain my professional status and encourage myself to continue looking for suitable job opportunities. After unremitting efforts, I finally found a satisfactory job.
There are always various difficulties in life. If you get into trouble, you will be in pain. If you have a positive and optimistic attitude, from another angle, difficulties will not bind your hands and feet, just like that donkey.
Go through the most difficult period of youth
On a gloomy day in the second day of junior high school, my mother left us forever. Since then, my life has changed greatly. I dropped out of school to take care of my younger brother and sister. A year later, under the persuasion of teachers and classmates, I walked into the campus again.
Walking across the college entrance examination wooden bridge, I came to Beijing from a small mountain village. After experiencing the initial novelty, life once again showed its cruelty. I didn't expect the consumption in the city to be so high. After paying the tuition, there is not much money left. I have to eat steamed bread and pickles for every meal. I fainted several times because of malnutrition. In order to make up the tuition, my father tried his best. How can I talk to my family? Besides, my siblings are all studying, and the burden of life at home is very heavy. After careful consideration, I decided to work-study program.
At first, I ran around like a headless fly, being a tutor and helping people copy, but I finally gave up. In the process of re-selection, it seems more and more difficult to find a job. Every night in vain, I will realize more deeply that I am so small and helpless in this strange city, and even think that I can't go on studying, so I drop out of school.
After many twists and turns, I found a job as a temporary promoter in an electrical appliance company-selling air conditioners. In our small mountain village, electric fans are not popular yet, so I can't even tell what air conditioners look like, let alone introduce them to others. On my first day at work, I was scolded by the foreman's eldest sister. Due to lack of professional knowledge, he was ridiculed by customers several times. I really want to leave, but considering my own situation, in order to stay in this city and fulfill my dream of studying, I said to myself: I must persist.
It was an unforgettable day for me. I was tired and hungry after work, but I managed to go to the book mall and bought some books about refrigeration. Back to school, I made up for it all night, silently repeating the relevant information over and over again in my mind. When I went to work the next day, people around me still looked at me coldly, but I already knew. Many things happen. Under my warm and thoughtful explanation, I finally signed two sets of air conditioning orders before noon. I am ecstatic and really want to cry.
This order not only got me the job, but also greatly enhanced my confidence. Since then, I have signed more and more orders and my professional knowledge has become more and more abundant. Two months later, I knew everything about air conditioning. Since then, I began to try to promote TV sets, refrigerators, washing machines, microwave ovens and other household appliances. In this way, work-study program accompanied me through college life.
It was many years ago, and now it seems as if it was yesterday. I passed the most difficult period of my youth, and since then I believe that opportunities only favor those who are prepared. No matter where I am, I will meet the challenges of life with passion.
Get through the emotional crisis safely
When I was almost 30 years old, I was already the mother of a two-year-old child. Many people are envious of my good balance between work and family, but they don't know that my life is a mess, and I almost fell into despair.
It was warm and cold in February, and our whole family was immersed in the joy of our daughter's new life. However, the good times did not last long, and this joy was quickly diluted by specific problems. I have no experience in raising children, so I am anxious to eat and pull this little thing for a while. I can't sleep well at night and lose the freedom to go out during the day. Moreover, the most painful thing is that I was knocked down by postpartum depression and became more vulnerable than ever.
Daughters may belong to the type that is not easy to bring, and it is especially difficult to form a rule. I often feel at a loss and can't help losing my temper. Of course, my husband is the first person to vent.
Think about it: I was awakened by the child's crying in the middle of the night. Even if I am sleepy as hell, I have to get up quickly to feed or change diapers, while my other half is lying asleep, which means nothing to help. Sometimes when the fire in my heart comes up, I have a big fight with him. The two of them swore at each other and said many hurtful things. Later, my husband became very busy at work and often went home at eleven or twelve in the evening. I think he is not only busy, but also escaping from the pressure at home.
It was the farthest and strangest day since my husband and I met for ten years, just like people living in two worlds, there was no communication and no intersection. The air at home is always tense and full of gunpowder. As a result, it is conceivable that he is more and more unwilling to stay at home, and my resentment also increases. We have entered a vicious circle.
Later, as the children grew up, I gradually understood that only by facing it rationally can we find a solution. We chose to communicate calmly, because we all care about our families and cherish each other. We reflect on our mistakes, find out the root of the problem and find solutions together.
I just found my mistake: the child shifted all my life focus. I just think he should share the responsibilities of the family with me, but I didn't consider that he also needs me to share his hard work. Of course, my husband also reviewed whether it was enough to help me during that time. Later, I was surprised to read my diary written during that time. There is only resentment between the lines, not love.
Time has passed, and the gray days have been getting farther and farther away from me, leaving no trace between us. But I will always remember how to master the sense of proportion and learn to adjust my mind when facing difficulties.
Is it a positive face or a negative escape?
In March 2002, I entered the next semester of junior year, which was our last semester at school. It was a heavy task. I had to write a thesis and find an internship unit. The school requires all graduates to find the receiving unit and sign the agreement before June. The scope of my major in finding a job is relatively narrow, and the corresponding units are limited. Fortunately, under the recommendation of my thesis supervisor, I came to a library as an intern.
I have great hopes for this internship opportunity and want to stick to it until the end of the internship, so I work hard. After reporting for duty, I was arranged to work with a teacher in the Japanese library to arrange books in the order of retrieving cards. This work is very important for the library, but it is also very complicated. After more than a month, my teacher and I finally finished the task. However, when I took the internship appraisal to the personnel office to stamp it, I heard that the library would not recruit college graduates this year.
This is a bolt from the blue! I always thought I could definitely stay, and my teacher spoke highly of me. In addition, I missed several large job fairs because I concentrated on my work for more than a month, so the situation I faced was particularly severe!
After returning to school, I told the class teacher about the situation. She told me not to worry, and she paid attention to it for me. While waiting at home, I contacted many publishing houses online and submitted many resumes, but all of them fell into the sea. It's almost May, and I'm prepared for the worst-if I still can't find a job, I'll go full-time and continue my undergraduate studies.
Just then, the head teacher called and said that the internal library of a scientific research unit lacked a librarian, and pointed out that a junior college student was needed. Two weeks after my resume was sent, they called to ask for an interview. The interview passed quickly, and the unit immediately signed an agreement with me. Things went smoothly, as if it had been arranged long ago.
Some people may see my experience and say, "What is this? I have experienced much harder than you! " I want to say, in fact, everyone's understanding of the dilemma is different. Sometimes, some small difficulties can make people stop. So I think in the face of difficulties, the first thing to consider should not be the size of the difficulties, but our attitude towards them. Whether to face it positively or avoid it passively.
In addition, I feel that when I am in deep trouble, I should first calm myself down, get my head straight and see what I can do to get rid of it. This is a positive attitude.
Self-confidence comes from crossing bad luck.
In my 30-year life course, it seems that I have been experiencing various difficulties. Every process makes people feel like a year, but as I continue to overcome difficulties, I am also growing.
In 2004, I came to a new company, and my position was promoted because of my strong business ability. Everything seems to be developing in a good direction, and my heart is full of longing for a better life. Just as I worked hard day and night, an unexpected disaster came quietly.
When I got up one morning, I suddenly felt unbearable pain in my left wrist. I thought I twisted my wrist the day before and didn't take it to heart. One day after more than half a month, I talked about something in another company. When I got up, I suddenly fell down and my left knee hurt badly. When I got home, I thought it was a sprained leg and a plaster cast. Unexpectedly, the situation is getting worse and worse, from once a month to once every half month, once a week and once a few days. And there are more and more painful parts, such as neck, shoulders, fingers, arms, knees and toes, and the pain is getting worse and worse.
Until one afternoon, I was at work and my knee began to hurt again. I insisted on getting off work and went to bed after dinner. I wanted to go to bed early, but in the middle of the night, the severe pain woke me up from my dream. I suddenly found that my legs were completely immobilized. A small gesture that is so easy to do at ordinary times is now more difficult than going to heaven. I can only hold the bed with one hand and put my painless leg on the bed and move it bit by bit. When I finally turned over one behind me, I was already sweating and sobbing.
After this severe pain, I realized the seriousness of the problem and began to run to the hospital. After half a year's medical consultation, an old doctor in his seventies confirmed my diagnosis: rheumatoid arthritis.
I asked the doctor, "When will my illness be cured?" Without hesitation, the doctor said with a straight face, "I can't get well." I still think about this disease! " "I later learned that there is no specific medicine for this disease. Once it cannot be cured, it will get worse with the increase of onset time, ranging from bone deformation to paralysis in bed. Although it is not fatal, the quality of life of patients will be greatly reduced.
God, I'm only 28 years old. I just got married. Flower of life hasn't really bloomed yet. How can it wither ... on the way home, I always have tears in my eyes.
This disease is afraid of cold, so we can't blow air conditioning. Low immunity, easy to fatigue, can not often run around. More and more pain has brought problems to my daily life. Finally, I resigned in the second year and rested at home.
I'm used to being busy, and staying at home every day is like going to jail. I remember seeing such a sentence: "When God closes a door for you, another window will open for you." Just as I worry about the future every day, an idea suddenly occurred to me. After graduating from junior college, I have been busy with my work for several years and have no time to continue my studies. Why don't I take this opportunity to complete my promotion?
I began to inquire about the pre-test remedial classes. When the teacher heard that I had just decided to take the exam, she felt that time was too tight and hope was slim. However, I have made up my mind.
Because it is very hot in summer, the fans in the classroom are turned on to the maximum, so I have to wear long pants in every class. My classmates looked at me with strange eyes. Just look at it! I know what I'm doing! Sometimes, I feel so painful that I can't even go downstairs, so I have to let my husband carry me, then ride my bike to school and help me to the classroom.
During that time, my back ached every day, and my fingers were swollen like carrots because of inflammation, which made me feel uncomfortable when writing. Do high math problems, recite politics and read English every day. Because of clumsy legs and feet, I often bump into furniture and walls. In this gloomy day, I have never shed a tear in front of my parents or others. Start all over again has become a song I must listen to every day. Yes, I must stand up for the person I love.
In this way, until 10, the exam finally came. Three days after the exam, I went to the exam in plaster. On the way to the examination room by taxi, the driver asked me, "Do you have a lot of Chinese medicine? What's that smell! " I smiled and said nothing.
The three-day exam is finally over. While waiting for the result, I began to look for new opportunities. In April this year, my personalized handicraft shop opened.
Two months after the end of the exam, the results of the college entrance examination came out, and my score far exceeded the admission line! On the day I got the admission notice, I shed tears that I have been holding in my heart since I got sick. I defeated the disease and myself.
Now, I am a freshman, a junior college student, and my store is getting more and more prosperous. My friends say that I have an indescribable calm and self-confidence. Whenever I hear such praise, I always smile. I know in my heart that it is the difficulties of life that make me stronger. Self-confidence and happiness come from my leap over bad luck, and nothing in life can stop me from moving forward.
Friction with a small safe haven
Home is the eternal harbor of the soul. What about friendship? Maybe it's a small harbor in our growing process!
Something happened between me and Little Harbor. She was the first girl I met in high school. We had a good chat before and after the table, and soon became inseparable friends, and even went to eat and fetch water together.
She is cheerful, loves to talk and laugh, and is the little "leader" among our seven or eight good girls. Everyone likes being with her and being around her. I am proud of it, because she and I are the best.
This pride lasted for two years. In these two years, I have put too much affection into this friendship, and even think that I don't care about other friends except her. However, she woke me up with her actions.
It was a sophomore, and the final exam was coming soon. Everyone is reviewing nervously. That Sunday was my 16 birthday. I really hope she can spend it with me, so I invited her to my house, but she said there were other things. On my birthday, I have been waiting for her blessing, but the phone has been dead silent.
The next day, I came to school early, and there were several students sitting in the classroom. I cleaned my desk and chair, and hers. I took out her cup from the drawer and found it was dirty, as if I had drunk black sesame paste. Just as I was about to wash her, a classmate next to me said, "That's what she ate at school with her classmates yesterday. Why did you help her brush? "
Perhaps, this sentence will not affect me in normal times, but at that moment, I felt betrayed, abandoned and lost.
I still silently cleaned the cup for her, soaked the hot water and put it on her desk. My heart hurts, as if something I love had been stolen. I asked her why she didn't spend my birthday with me, and she replied so softly: "Two people are companions and three are children." Since then, we are no longer inseparable as before. Although I was sad, I tried to leave her, at least psychologically. For this reason, I cried for three whole days until I had physical problems. During this time, my mother has been by my side to comfort me. Without my mother, I don't think I can get out of the pain so soon.
In retrospect, I really didn't need to care so much before. Perhaps this is the emotional characteristics of children of that age! Now, I can face my friendship calmly and know what to grasp and what to give up.
The frustration of friendship makes me understand that no one can completely own and control another person, and no one can completely live without another person.